2/3rds of the way through a 3-day weekend... and I'm exhausted. And... I really haven't done anything!!!
How does that work?
Mom is now laying a guilt-trip on me for not being around much to do stuff around the house. Which I guess is a nice change from the last 20+ years of guilt-trip for always being around the house too much in my time off, sitting around moping and/or playing games,.. and not, say, being out getting a girl, and setting up to get her grandkids.
I can't seem to win with her. Ever.
And now when I am here, she puts this crap on me... making me regret staying at home... and making it more likely that I'll spend even less time here.
Native XWA.Netter (Nutter?)